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kick rocks (ghost slowed) - freddie dredd lyrics

[chorus: freddie dredd]
with my—with my glock, i c*ck it back and let it bang
freddie—the freddie dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
the chorus—the chorus said it, i just want your dna
k!lling—k!lling b*tches is so fun, it ain’t for fame (ain’t for—)
with my—with my glock, i c*ck it back and let it bang
freddie—the freddie dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
the chorus—the chorus said it, i just want your dna
k!lling—k!lling b*tches is so fun, it ain’t for fame

[verse 1: freddie dredd]
kicking—kicking in your skull, it kinda hurt like lego blocks
the image in my mind is your neck in the knot
all these groupie b*tches, tell them go and kick rocks
the freddiе is exclusive to my b*tch, and you are not
plеnty—plenty other people wanna be like me
but they don’t got the guts, or the gall, or the nuts
b*tches call me daddy, but i’m gonna k!ll their daddy
smoke a fatty, i have had it, where’s my gun and where is bradley?
[chorus: freddie dredd]
with my—with my glock, i c*ck it back and let it bang
freddie—the freddie dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
the chorus—the chorus said it, i just want your dna (dn—)
k!lling—k!lling b*tches is so fun, it ain’t for fame

[bridge: lil darkie]
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

[verse 2: lil darkie]
m*m*money fallin’ out my pockets while i run from the police
i*i don’t give a f*ck, i c*ck it back, he done, there ain’t no peace
the chorus—the chorus hits like it’s the hammer on the piece
m*motherf*cker, what you talkin’ ’bout? i’m sl!cker than some grease
slide it—slide it on ’em with the choppa
s*s*slide it on ’em like a slip n’ slide
w*w*water, w*w*water on my neck, my spanish ho say that sh*t agua
c*c*cocaína, that sh*t went through nicaragua
and*and yeah, i keep that pistol on me, that’s my n*gga stopper
and*and f*ck the way you think, i should be talking p*p*proper
put the ak*47, talkin’ back like you his papa, uh
p*p*pop in at the opposition, with lead and copper, uh
c*c*c*c*ck it back and let it bang
what—what you hear in the music, hyper*violence in the pain
the chorus—the chorus, don’t tell you what you get with the fame
more b*tches for the k!llin’ n*gga—
with my—with my—with my—with my
[chorus: freddie dredd & lil darkie]
with my—with my glock, i c*ck it back and let it bang (haha)
freddie—the freddie dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
the chorus—the chorus said it, i just want your dna
k!lling—k!lling b*tches is so fun, it ain’t for fame (ain’t for—)
with my—with my glock, i c*ck it back and let it bang
freddie—the freddie dredd got perfect aim, inside your brain
the chorus—the chorus said it, i just want your dna
k!lling—k!lling b*tches is so fun, it ain’t for fame

- freddie dredd lyrics

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